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Dec 2014
You are heads or tails
What you give me I except
Subconsciously.  Inside me I make
You forgetful.
So some how

Now you are women on sand.
Unapproachable
Inside me she has been impressionable.
What she knows I change quickly
When she calls me I stand
Respectfully
When she drops I pull her out
Like buckets of squid.
Michael Parish
Written by
Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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